Chapter 237 Return
The patrolling sea guards did not stop Lin Qi and his party from leaving the port, and even pointed out the direction for the lizard people and dispersed the mixed crowd of onlookers.
The sunlight in the port was shining brightly, shining on the stone statue of Aenarion, and the statues of the Phoenix Kings were all covered with gold.
The floating pyramid was isolated by Asur on a small piece of sea. Lin Qi had just appeared on the coast when an elf speedboat approached the lizardmen.
The elf navigator glanced at the dwarf and human with a slightly strange look, and without making any further trouble, he invited everyone onto the speedboat and quickly drove towards the pyramid engine that was hidden by the eagle ship.
The hover engine had already cleaned itself after the war, and there was no sign that it had ever been through the bloodbath.
Stepping on the solid metal steps, Lynch's calm mind became active again.
Ulthuan is separated from Bretonnia by half an ocean, but the storms on the sea have ended, and the journey will probably be smooth sailing.
The adventure team that lost two members returned to their familiar positions. In the bright or dark sight, the Pyramid slowly sailed out of the harbor.
The elves' guide ship took the lead and opened a channel for the pyramid.
The magnificent statue of the king watched the stranger leave the pure land. Before driving into Haimen Pass, Lynch used the projection device to look back at Inarion for the last time.
The gloomy stone statue of the first king seemed like a god that had left the mortal world, staring heavily in the direction where Lynch left.
Perhaps he also faced the darkness in this way during the "Cataclysm".
Unfortunately, Lynch was not a warrior of that era, and he did not have the honor of participating in that great war.
As the pyramid drove into the high wall and the former hero collapsed into a miniature at the end of the sea level, Lynch withdrew his gaze and quietly waited for a new adventure.
Lustria, in the giant network of spiritual veins.
The magic toads held different opinions, pushing the intensity of the debate to a climax.
Lord Huahua tried many times to seize the initiative. Finally, the magic toads were fed up with Huahua, who could find fallacies and heresies from all angles, and tacitly blocked its communications.
The second generation of Shilan temporarily deprived Huahua of his authority, forcing it to focus its energy on maintaining the large defense network.
Lord Huahua failed to awaken the forgotten memories of Lord Mazdamuddi. Before it regains its authority, perhaps no Slan will remember the wandering Thoros Legion.
On the other side of the world pond, across the sea from Lustria, lies the jungle of the South.
The "Hidden City" Zetland is more lively than ever.
The noise of grinding stones was mixed with the roars of wild beasts. The monitors were busy carrying the polished boulders and heading to the nodes of the astrological network under the guidance of the supervisors.
The ancient stone road buried by moss was cleared out again, and the weathered and blurred ancient holy symbols were re-outlined by the sculptor.
Shi Jianke rendered the noise with tireless enthusiasm. To them, such lively scenes only existed in the ancient stone slabs.
Since the Cataclysm, the South has fallen silent.
The temple city on the sea in Lustria was supposed to be the hub of communications between the two places.
But the city called Chapeuto eventually sank into the world pond without any warning.
This was a heavy loss for the "Great Defense Network".
Communications between the Slanns became unsustainable, and without the guidance of the ancient magic toads of Lustria, the surviving young descendants in the South were unable to support the overall situation and had to lie dormant for the time being.
Over the long years, the operation of the hatchery deviated from its original track, making the output of Southland Thoras scarce and precious.
Without relevant guidance, the Shilan could only believe that this was the will of the ancient saints.
They were forced to train the Skinks to protect the relics of the Old Ones, but fortunately, the Skinks received military training and were more than enough to repel the reckless explorations of the younger race.
This ancient city witnessed the rise of human civilization in the northern desert, and also witnessed the demise of that civilization called Nehekhara.
The dwarven fortress in the mountains at the edge of the south world once attempted to desecrate the jungle, but the fortress eventually fell silent forever.
The elves' overseas colonies stopped outside the rainforest. The Plague Clan who fled from Lustria were frightened by the appearance of the snake god and fled to the north for their lives.
The "Hidden City" should have remained silent forever, but the noble first-generation Slann, Lord Xikota, who possessed incredible power, opened his eyes from death.
Yes, death cannot take away the existence closest to the ancient saints.
The powerful wizard who banished all demons from the continent during the "Cataclysm" has returned.
Death cuts off the connection between the living and the dead, but the few words vaguely revealed by Lord Xikota are enough to point out the direction of the south.
The great ancient saint, Asholanka the Lost, who taught Lord Xikota the secrets of magic, chose His messenger.
The second catastrophe is not far away, and the messenger of the ancient saints is the turning point in the desperate situation.
Now, the South will enter a state of preparation, waiting for the return of the devil and preparing to welcome the son of Ashhoranka.
In the vast ocean, Lynch observed the surrounding sea with lack of interest.
There were fewer and fewer ships because Lynch chose a route far away from land.
He could have sailed around the Outer Kingdoms of Ulthuan towards Bretonnia, but he did not want to get caught up in the chaos that would ensue.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Lynch always feels that someone is watching him, and it’s quite blatant.
It comes from far away.
Did the Slann of Lustria finally remember him as the leader of the expedition? Or were the powerful demons of the two poles weaving a new conspiracy? The existence behind his gaze did not reveal a single scratch, and when Lynch found that it had no ill intentions, he swept it into the corner of his mind.
It doesn't matter.
Night fell again, and Lynch almost forgot how many nights it had come.
Infinite life makes time cheap, and he just wants to make his days meaningful.
Lynch found a column that might represent time on the virtual control panel, but the timekeeping method used by the ancient saints seemed to be very different from that used by mortals.
There are eleven zeros after the number, so Lynch cannot use it to determine the time on the planet. Perhaps this is a record of the lifespan of the universe.
The lizard man studied the control panel all night. On the second day, a swordfish-like sailboat on the navigation map attracted Lynch's attention.
He had seen similar ships in battles at sea, and the two ships had exactly the same flag.
On the distant sailboat, the oily ogre helped the lizard man anchor the scene in his memory.
This seemed to be a human pirate ship that raided the Bloody Butcher. Although they did not help Lynch defeat Count Noctis, Lynch was impressed by the incredibly fat ogre.
Human sailboats were tracking something, and pirates would occasionally go into the water to investigate.
Lynch adjusted the map to deep water mode and peeked at the seabed.
A half-whale, half-ship Skaven warship is revealed in the Engine map.
It seemed as if a giant had chopped it with an axe in the middle of the ship. The shrieking death knell with evil patterns was twisted into a dough stick, and the deep-water battleship was completely scrapped.
(End of this chapter)
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